Testi:
Fighting With Wire

i've lost control fight on fight on [chorus] i'm sick and tired of being sick and fucking tired heard the last shot rired walked the high wire no desire

[Aceyalone:] You can lock your door from the thief, never the liar I got a firm belief, fight fire with fire When there's one too many chiefs, all the

total nobodies. Earth lies divided by fighting tribes, all we do is watch em waddle back and forth lighting fires. Money-Money Detonator, wire-cutter

Down the street a snake of leather sliding off to war, Out to fight the battle with the boys upon the boards, Up against the disciples with their backs

a new apartment and a heart don't make me old This is final rage and lit a page and I've been told But I'm walking on a wire with 8 other eyes Be sure

the rat race Erasing all the memory of something that they can't quite comprehend I end a line to the live wire with my entire trickle down lava flow blood fire I attack with

to fear. Between the walls, between the Walls, In the line of fire, between the walls, Takes you down to the wire. Losing ground of life and fantasy With

not bleed i drilled a wire through my cheek and led it down and out my sleeve now you're pulling out the best of me which never ever comes this wire's

me. That?s the way of the world - but we can change it. We?re burnin? up the ozone layer - we?re walkin? on a real thin wire. Stirrin? up a hurricane - playin? with